Night, in Orange Village.

The terrifying scene that Qin Muye imagined did not appear. Instead, it was a happy scene. A large number of oranges were piled up in the square, some were large and some were small. Many of them seemed to have broken due to squeezing and other reasons, and orange juice leaked out.

At first glance, it seemed normal, but as the atmosphere gradually thickened, Qin Muye also discovered something was wrong.

For example, oranges actually have a rancid smell.

Moreover, the rancid smell was getting stronger and stronger, but all the villagers were unaware of it, as if their noses had failed.

Before Qin Muye could take action, the spread of this rancid smell made the villagers of Orange Village even more excited. It would be no problem to describe them as being high.

Qin Muye thought, and immediately started to recruit lords. The spirits headed by White Pigeon, Iron Bone, etc. arrived instantly. In addition, dense numbers of spirits also appeared, surrounding the entire square.

In an instant, the originally cheerful and exciting atmosphere came to an abrupt end, as if someone had choked her neck.

"Tie them all up and clean up the oranges." Qin Muye said slowly.

Then, the spirit moved, and it was very efficient. In just five minutes, all the villagers were hoisted up, and the oranges were burnt to charcoal.

"Master, all the villagers have been caught, and no fish has slipped through the net." Bai Ge came over and said.

Qin Muye nodded: "Come on, if any of you have problems, please stand up yourself, otherwise I will have to bleed each one."

Among the villagers, you look at me and I look at him. What does it mean to have a problem?

"Don't tell me? Or do you think you have no problem? Then don't blame me for being ruthless. Let's cut an artery first to gain some knowledge." Qin Muye said immediately.

The meaning of not allowing massacres is to preserve your life, and other things don't matter. Otherwise, you can only use gentle methods to treat this group of people? If it is a group of people with simple folk customs, forget it, but what if you encounter unruly people.

Therefore, the tasks in "Age of Lords" are not so rigid, which means that you just need to stay alive and don't get killed.

One after another, the monsters walked over with knives in hand, ready to educate everyone.

Seeing this scene, everyone panicked.

"Wait, wait, you can't do this, otherwise you will offend the Orange God, and He will rain down his wrath and burn the whole world." Although the village chief didn't know what the aorta was, he looked at the burly monsters carrying them.

Coming over with a knife, I already knew what I was going to do without even thinking about it, so I could only yell loudly.

Qin Muye finally understood. This man was really smart. He seemed to be a threat, but in fact he was exposing the information Qin Muye wanted.

But Qin Muye didn't say stop, mainly because he felt it wasn't enough.

"If you don't stop quickly, you have to use orange juice to appease the Orange God's messenger under the square, otherwise he will wake up and none of us will be able to survive by then!!!"

The village chief said that it was sincerity. If Qin Muye hadn't been able to vaguely feel the other person's emotions, he would have thought that the other person thought so.

Then Qin Muye asked the spirits who were about to take action to stop.

Naturally, a spirit went to check after what he said. The spirit who checked quickly confirmed: "Master, there is no Orange God messenger under the square."

Don't ask him how he checked. He simply asked the monsters to open up the entire square. Not to mention the messengers of the Orange God, there were no oranges at all.

"Is there anything you want to say?" Qin Muye asked calmly.

The promised Orange God messenger is gone, isn't this a surprise?

This situation made the village chief choke, and there was definitely nothing that could be done about the current situation.

"The Orange God is a great god. As long as we give him sacrifices every year, he will make our oranges big and sweet."

"The Orange God's envoy comes here at a fixed time every year to collect sacrifices, which is the Orange Feast. The Orange God's envoy needs to be given the sweetest oranges."

The village chief gave a brief introduction with twinkling eyes, but there was nothing in it, which made Qin Muye a little suspicious. More importantly, he was hiding something in his words.

"No more?" Qin Muye asked.

"It's gone, it's really gone," the village chief said.

Soon after, another spirit came to report: "A large number of bones were dug out under the square, suspected to be human beings, and the soil and shape were not right. It was as if these bones were about to come out of the soil, but there was no movement halfway through.

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"Give you another chance. If you tell me to keep one part of your body again, I will bury you in the soil, leave your lower part on the ground, and bury your upper part in the soil." Qin Muye threatened.

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If it wasn't inappropriate, Qin Muye would have just thrown this person into prison, and naturally there would be a spirit hero who was good at torture and punishment.

"I said, I said, but this secret is related to the Orange God. I can't tell it to anyone else. I can only tell it to you." The village chief said immediately.

"It's so important, so I'd better not listen and send this guy on his way." Qin Muye said, Bing Bing casually drew out his two guns and opened fire. This situation was going to kill the opponent directly.

He is not a fool. What if he walks past and the other party suddenly transforms and attacks him? He has high health and defense, but that doesn't mean he is not afraid of pain.

The normal process is to have his head blown out, but there is obviously something wrong with the village chief. When he saw the epidemic and took out his gun, his body expanded crazily, like a giant orangutan, but unlike ordinary orangutans, his body

There were many sarcomas. Upon closer inspection, Qin Muye discovered that it was a human head.

It's just that these human heads are so soft that they are like pieces of meat without bones.

The opponent seemed to be about to speak, and then his head was shot. You could see orange flesh mixed with orange juice bursting open. The opponent seemed not to be made of flesh and blood.

But in just one breath, a large amount of juice along with the pulp reshaped the other person's head.

The rich orange smell gradually dissipated, and the smell was refreshing, much better than the rancid smell just now.

"So, the Ancient God's minion is an orange gorilla?" Qin Muye was a little doubtful about life for a moment.

This character is really not good. He thought it was some kind of scary thing. In addition to having human head sarcoma on its body, it was also a bigger orangutan, and it also smelled like orange.

"You destroyed the sacrifice of the gods." Although the village chief turned into a gorilla, he did not seem to lose his mind, and the other villagers seemed to be unfazed.

However, the village chief seemed to be a calm person, and did not take action because of this. He knew that he was no match. If nothing else, this unknown number of monsters could kill him.

"So are you an animal or a plant?" Qin Muye didn't take the village chief's words to heart. Instead, he found the other person's body structure very interesting.

The spirit also knew what Qin Muye was thinking, and immediately restrained the village chief, and then escorted him to Qin Muye.

"It looks like a person made out of oranges." Qin Muye winked at the people on the side and motioned to interrogate these villagers about the Orange God.

The other villagers obviously knew something, and they were tortured separately to prevent anyone from colluding in the confession.

As for the village chief, there is no rush to interrogate him. He will wait for Qin Muye to do some research first. Judging from the current situation, the sacrifice has been stopped, and the minions of the ancient god have also been caught.

It's just that the appearance was a bit beyond his expectation.

Let's do some dissection first to see what's going on with this ancient god's minion.

Soon, Qin Muye found the opponent's core, an orange that looked like flesh and blood.

"Interesting, this is your true body, the rest should be just derived fixed templates." Qin Muye pulled out the flesh and blood orange with one hand. The next moment, the originally huge body began to shrink and became something like a dried orange.

The presence of pulp.

The opponent has two templates, one is a human form, which is most likely a disguise, and the other is a fleshy gorilla, which is considered a normal form.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he still has a violent form, but currently he has no chance to be violent.

The moment he got the flesh and blood orange, Qin Muye could feel that a large number of flesh and blood tentacles seemed to want to take root in Qin Muye's hands, and he could also vaguely sense that the pollution given by the ancient gods wanted to erode his body and suck out his vitality.

That is to say, he is very powerful, so he ignores these things, otherwise someone else might have been occupied by a dove at this time.

"It's really a tenacious vitality, but I don't know if your consciousness still exists." Qin Muye thinks this is a good thing, why not take it back and study it?

But what about the next mission? He wants to kill the minions of the ancient god. If he leaves, the mission may fail.
Chapter completed!